The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s

her haste, she accidentally flung the ice cream, which landed smack on the face of

The woman screamed

frantically wiping the woman’s face. “I’m so sorry,

midst of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup

away, saying. “Don’t touch

started crying, feeling utterly

fell off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making her look

together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I

and stomped off in her high heels,

aback. Was the woman referring to

watched as Thalassa accidentally smeared ice cream all over the woman’s

at the Corner of his

interesting, compared to the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high

the car, walked over

warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of

took her by surprise, causing her to instinctively jerk her hand

hand out of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her towards the car. “Let me

the point, though. How on earth would she

those four rugrats in her house, she’s

free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can manage on

car door and stuffed

were chilly and left no room for

the car door, got back

that moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist

receptionist’s sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you see that? That was our CEO in

Daryl’s gaze, Cherry saw the license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s our CEO’s

Thalassa into his car personally. Could it be he was eyeing Thalassa

gaze wander their way when she was standing aside to welcome him. She thought Mr. Sinclair was checking

didn’t think of Thalassa, who

it, could it be that

but she said